Thursday, May 1, 2014

April wasn't all bad though. On the 29th of that month I had the
wonderful opportunity to see two of my best friends graduate from
medical school. They were a part of the first graduating class at that
institution, and I couldn't have been prouder. The weekend came at a
more sedate period of the month for me. Lilly was medically doing great
at the moment, and the grandparents health was under control. I had more
fun than I had in months, but the joy for my friends was also tempered
by frustrations with my own life. I watched the excitement in their
eyes as they talked about moving to their respective new cities and
programs, felt the simultaneous fear and joy at the challenges awaiting
them. It was in those moments that I came to the heart breaking
realization: